#moo

We mustn't keep meeting like this. Communications between the people of the moon and earth is forbidden...it is the way of the gods...we mustn't fall in love...but its already too late...... ↗

— Naoko Takeuchi

#communication

Woman is the most superstitious animal beneath the moon. When a woman has a premonition that Tuesday will be a disaster, to which a man pays no heed, he will very likely lose his fortune then. This is not meant to be an occult or mystic remark. The female body is a vessel, and the universe drops its secrets into her far more quickly than it communicates them to the male. ↗

— Edward Dahlberg

#universe #women #communication

Do you have an audience in mind when writing? (March 2010 Bookgeeks interview) In terms of story, the only audience I have in mind is me. I’m very much aware that I can’t please everyone when it comes to story, so I might as well try to please myself. But in terms of communication with the reader, I am very aware of the audience. Readers can’t hear my tone of voice or watch my expressions; a sheet of white paper and a series of little black marks is all they have – and via that sheet of paper and series of little black marks I need to convey an entire universe, I need to make characters who breath. I can’t do that without bearing the audience in mind. ↗

— Celine Kiernan

#celine-kiernan #moorehawke #writing #communication

While Maddox now believed the demon did not want to hurt Ashlyn, he wasn't willing to take a chance. He would talk about flowers and moonbeams - he cringed - if it meant maintaining this delectable inner peace. "Is there a way to break your death-curse?" Ashlyn asked. So much for flowers and moon-beams. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#humor #lords-of-the-underworld #romance #death

[O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#death #edward-fairfax-rochester #honeymoon #jane-eyre #life

The fish is my friend too...I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars. Imagine if each day a man must try to kill the moon, he thought. The moon runs away. But imagine if a man each day should have to try to kill the sun? We were born lucky; he thought ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#killing #luck #man #moon #nature

I know the resolution. I know the end of the story before it ever begins. I must choose love. And for this, I will surely die. ↗

— Addison Moore

#celestra #death #end #ethreal #love

The crickets still sing in October. And lilly, she's trying to bloom. Tho she's resting her head on the shoulder of death, she still shines by the light of the moon. ↗

— Kevin Dalton

#death #moon #moonlight #october #death

And strange were the tales of the pond in the meadow, And eager we listened with eyes opened wide To Those tales often told by poor Mary the widow, Who lived in a cottage the meadow beside. Play not, my dear boys, near the pond in the meadow, The mermaid is waiting to pull you beneath; Climb not for a bird’s nest, the bough it may sliver, And the mermaid will drag you to darkness and death. ↗

— J.R. Withers

#moon-stealers #science-fiction #death

Sometimes you fight what you are, and sometimes you give in to it. And some nights you just don’t want to fight yourself anymore, so you pick someone else to fight. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#blake #blue #moon #quote #dreams